Thwam

Thwam. Get used to it, it's a sound you'll hear often on this journal. Thwam. That's the noise I make when I fall down. For I, you see, am a goalie. A goalie who can't skate. This will change, mind you. Well, the can't skate part will change. The goalie part? Well, goalie is forever. That's all I'm sayin'.

I'm a little late starting this. In the future, I hope to do a post per class (or more, if the mood takes me, but one per class is the beginning of the happy place), but, for now, I'm fitting the first three practices into one post. Thwam.

First practice -

Oh, wait, I'm skipping things. Equipment buying. Orientation. Public skating. Thwam. But then again, this leaves me fodder for other posts, should the mood strike me. Ok then.